"Nevertheless, I will try, Benjy."
"But how, uncle?" asked Leo.
"Ay, how?" repeated Alf, " that is the question."
"Come, come, Alf, let Shakespeare alone," said the pert Benjy, "if you must quote, confine yourself to Buzzby."
"Nay, Benjy, be not so severe. It was but a slip. Besides, our leader has not f*******n our carrying a whole library in our heads, so long as we take only one book in our pockets. But, uncle, you have not yet told us how you intend to cross that amazing barrier which Benjy has appropriately styled an ice-jumble."
"How, boy?" returned the Captain, who had been gazing eagerly in all directions while they talked, "it is impossible for me to say how. All that I can speak of with certainty as to our future movements is, that the road by which we have come to the to
